|Spring in the Mountains|
|Campus Spring Snow Storm|
But as soon as the snow comes, it melts - and a then a thin layer of new green begins to creep into the county-side. Even with another snow, the green grows bolder.
|Tsaile Peak, an ancient volcano core|
|The Blue Birds have arrived and we have this couple building a nest|
|Last Bull Ride|
I actually met the Rodeo Clown - he was from Tulsa like me - and he explained to me what was going on and how things worked. These men and women were young college students. He told me that a lot of the cowboys in the pros are ex-football players. If some of these guys don't play pro football, they become pro rodeo cowboys. You have to be that athletic to do what they do. I saw many a young man and young woman get slammed into the dirt and mud - the broncs and bulls were huge and ferocious.
I rooted for The College, but there was a young Cowboy from University of Arizona, and ranked 5th in the College Rodeo Circut as a Bronc Rider - I have to tell you that the horse he drew slammed him face-first into the ground in half a second. It was a tough night for everyone.
Luckily, it was a warm night and I didn't freeze. The best part of going to the rodeo really was that since I drove us down to Window Rock with my car, my boss bought us dinner